I Hope I Die Shriveled Up In This Bed

I hope I die shriveled up in this bed

It’s so fucking unfair I’m so fucking behind because while everyone my age was growing up normally, I was put through horrific trauma so how I have to make up for lost time and learn shit everyone else did like years and years ago fuck it’s not fucking fair and no one gets it they just shame me like I wouldn’t give anything TO JUST BE FUCKING NORMAL

We all carry these things inside that no one else can see

They hold us down like anchors, they drown us out at sea

I look up to the sky, there may be nothing there to see

But if I don't believe in him, why would he believe in me?

All I ever do is feel guilty

it’s unfair how i have the responsibility to heal myself when i didn’t cause my wound in the first place